King Henry IV, Part 2

  KING. Look, look, here comes my John of Lancaster.  PRINCE JOHN. Health, peace, and happiness, to my royal father!  KING. Thou bring'st me happiness and peace, son John;    But health, alack, with youthful wings is flown    From this bare wither'd trunk. Upon thy sight    My worldly business makes a period.    Where is my Lord of Warwick?  PRINCE. My Lord of Warwick!  KING. Doth any name particular belong    Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?  WARWICK. 'Tis call'd Jerusalem, my noble lord.  KING. Laud be to God! Even there my life must end.    It hath been prophesied to me many years,    I should not die but in Jerusalem;    Which vainly I suppos'd the Holy Land.    But bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie;    In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. Exeunt

ACT V. SCENE I. Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S house

Enter SHALLOW, FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, and PAGE

  SHALLOW. By cock and pie, sir, you shall not away to-night.    What, Davy, I say!  FALSTAFF. You must excuse me, Master Robert Shallow.  SHALLOW. I will not excuse you; you shall not be excus'd;excuses    shall not be admitted; there is no excuse shall serve; youshall    not be excus'd. Why, Davy!

Enter DAVY

DAVY. Here, sir. SHALLOW. Davy, Davy, Davy, Davy; let me see, Davy; let me see, Davy; let me see – yea, marry, William cook, bid him come hither. Sir John, you shall not be excus'd. DAVY. Marry, sir, thus: those precepts cannot be served; and, again, sir – shall we sow the headland with wheat? SHALLOW. With red wheat, Davy. But for William cook – are there no young pigeons? DAVY. Yes, sir. Here is now the smith's note for shoeing and plough-irons. SHALLOW. Let it be cast, and paid. Sir John, you shall not be excused. DAVY. Now, sir, a new link to the bucket must needs be had; and, sir, do you mean to stop any of William's wages about the sack he lost the other day at Hinckley fair? SHALLOW. 'A shall answer it. Some pigeons, Davy, a couple of short-legg'd hens, a joint of mutton, and any pretty little tiny kickshaws, tell William cook. DAVY. Doth the man of war stay all night, sir? SHALLOW. Yea, Davy; I will use him well. A friend i' th' court is better than a penny in purse. Use his men well, Davy; for they are arrant knaves and will backbite. DAVY. No worse than they are backbitten, sir; for they have marvellous foul linen. SHALLOW. Well conceited, Davy – about thy business, Davy. DAVY. I beseech you, sir, to countenance William Visor of Woncot against Clement Perkes o' th' hill. SHALLOW. There, is many complaints, Davy, against that Visor. That Visor is an arrant knave, on my knowledge. DAVY. I grant your worship that he is a knave, sir; but yet God forbid, sir, but a knave should have some countenance at his friend's request. An honest man, sir, is able to speak for himself, when a knave is not. I have serv'd your worship truly, sir, this eight years; an I cannot once or twice in a quarter bear out a knave against an honest man, I have but a very little credit with your worship. The knave is mine honest friend, sir; therefore, I beseech you, let him be countenanc'd. SHALLOW. Go to; I say he shall have no wrong. Look about, DAVY. [Exit DAVY] Where are you, Sir John? Come, come, come, off with your boots. Give me your hand, Master Bardolph. BARDOLPH. I am glad to see your worship. SHALLOW. I thank thee with all my heart, kind Master Bardolph. [To the PAGE] And welcome, my tall fellow. Come, Sir John. FALSTAFF. I'll follow you, good Master Robert Shallow. [Exit SHALLOW] Bardolph, look to our horses. [Exeunt BARDOLPH and PAGE] If I were sawed into quantities, I should make four dozen of such bearded hermits' staves as Master Shallow. It is a wonderful thing to see the semblable coherence of his men's spirits and his. They, by observing of him, do bear themselves like foolish justices: he, by conversing with them, is turned into a justice-like serving-man. Their spirits are so married in conjunction with the participation of society that they flock together in consent, like so many wild geese. If I had a suit to Master Shallow, I would humour his men with the imputation of being near their master; if to his men, I would curry with Master Shallow that no man could better command his servants. It is certain that either wise bearing or ignorant carriage is caught, as men take diseases, one of another; therefore let men take heed of their company. I will devise matter enough out of this Shallow to keep Prince Harry in continual laughter the wearing out of six fashions, which is four terms, or two actions; and 'a shall laugh without intervallums. O, it is much that a lie with a slight oath, and a jest with a sad brow will do with a fellow that never had the ache in his shoulders! O, you shall see him laugh till his face be like a wet cloak ill laid up! SHALLOW. [Within] Sir John! FALSTAFF. I come, Master Shallow; I come, Master Shallow. Exit

SCENE II. Westminster. The palace

Enter, severally, WARWICK, and the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE

  WARWICK. How now, my Lord Chief Justice; whither away?  CHIEF JUSTICE. How doth the King?  WARWICK. Exceeding well; his cares are now all ended.  CHIEF JUSTICE. I hope, not dead.  WARWICK. He's walk'd the way of nature;    And to our purposes he lives no more.  CHIEF JUSTICE. I would his Majesty had call'd me with him.    The service that I truly did his life    Hath left me open to all injuries.  WARWICK. Indeed, I think the young king loves you not.  CHIEF JUSTICE. I know he doth not, and do arm myself    To welcome the condition of the time,    Which cannot look more hideously upon me    Than I have drawn it in my fantasy.Enter LANCASTER, CLARENCE, GLOUCESTER, WESTMORELAND, and others  WARWICK. Here comes the heavy issue of dead Harry.    O that the living Harry had the temper    Of he, the worst of these three gentlemen!    How many nobles then should hold their places    That must strike sail to spirits of vile sort!  CHIEF JUSTICE. O God, I fear all will be overturn'd.  PRINCE JOHN. Good morrow, cousin Warwick, good morrow.  GLOUCESTER & CLARENCE. Good morrow, cousin.  PRINCE JOHN. We meet like men that had forgot to speak.  WARWICK. We do remember; but our argument    Is all too heavy to admit much talk.  PRINCE JOHN. Well, peace be with him that hath made us heavy!  CHIEF JUSTICE. Peace be with us, lest we be heavier!  PRINCE HUMPHREY. O, good my lord, you have lost a friendindeed;    And I dare swear you borrow not that face    Of seeming sorrow – it is sure your own.  PRINCE JOHN. Though no man be assur'd what grace to find,    You stand in coldest expectation.    I am the sorrier; would 'twere otherwise.  CLARENCE. Well, you must now speak Sir John Falstaff fair;    Which swims against your stream of quality.  CHIEF JUSTICE. Sweet Princes, what I did, I did in honour,    Led by th' impartial conduct of my soul;    And never shall you see that I will beg    A ragged and forestall'd remission.    If truth and upright innocency fail me,    I'll to the King my master that is dead,    And tell him who hath sent me after him.  WARWICK. Here comes the Prince.

Enter KING HENRY THE FIFTH, attended

  CHIEF JUSTICE. Good morrow, and God save your Majesty!  KING. This new and gorgeous garment, majesty,    Sits not so easy on me as you think.    Brothers, you mix your sadness with some fear.    This is the English, not the Turkish court;    Not Amurath an Amurath succeeds,    But Harry Harry. Yet be sad, good brothers,    For, by my faith, it very well becomes you.    Sorrow so royally in you appears    That I will deeply put the fashion on,    And wear it in my heart. Why, then, be sad;    But entertain no more of it, good brothers,    Than a joint burden laid upon us all.    For me, by heaven, I bid you be assur'd,    I'll be your father and your brother too;    Let me but bear your love, I'll bear your cares.    Yet weep that Harry's dead, and so will I;    But Harry lives that shall convert those tears    By number into hours of happiness.  BROTHERS. We hope no otherwise from your Majesty.  KING. You all look strangely on me; and you most.    You are, I think, assur'd I love you not.  CHIEF JUSTICE. I am assur'd, if I be measur'd rightly,    Your Majesty hath no just cause to hate me.  KING. No?    How might a prince of my great hopes forget    So great indignities you laid upon me?    What, rate, rebuke, and roughly send to prison,    Th' immediate heir of England! Was this easy?    May this be wash'd in Lethe and forgotten?  CHIEF JUSTICE. I then did use the person of your father;    The image of his power lay then in me;    And in th' administration of his law,    Whiles I was busy for the commonwealth,    Your Highness pleased to forget my place,    The majesty and power of law and justice,    The image of the King whom I presented,    And struck me in my very seat of judgment;    Whereon, as an offender to your father,    I gave bold way to my authority    And did commit you. If the deed were ill,    Be you contented, wearing now the garland,    To have a son set your decrees at nought,    To pluck down justice from your awful bench,    To trip the course of law, and blunt the sword    That guards the peace and safety of your person;    Nay, more, to spurn at your most royal image,    And mock your workings in a second body.    Question your royal thoughts, make the case yours;    Be now the father, and propose a son;    Hear your own dignity so much profan'd,    See your most dreadful laws so loosely slighted,    Behold yourself so by a son disdain'd;    And then imagine me taking your part    And, in your power, soft silencing your son.    After this cold considerance, sentence me;    And, as you are a king, speak in your state    What I have done that misbecame my place,    My person, or my liege's sovereignty.  KING. You are right, Justice, and you weigh this well;    Therefore still bear the balance and the sword;    And I do wish your honours may increase    Till you do live to see a son of mine    Offend you, and obey you, as I did.    So shall I live to speak my father's words:    'Happy am I that have a man so bold    That dares do justice on my proper son;    And not less happy, having such a son    That would deliver up his greatness so    Into the hands of justice.' You did commit me;    For which I do commit into your hand    Th' unstained sword that you have us'd to bear;    With this remembrance – that you use the same    With the like bold, just, and impartial spirit    As you have done 'gainst me. There is my hand.    You shall be as a father to my youth;    My voice shall sound as you do prompt mine ear;    And I will stoop and humble my intents    To your well-practis'd wise directions.    And, Princes all, believe me, I beseech you,    My father is gone wild into his grave,    For in his tomb lie my affections;    And with his spirits sadly I survive,    To mock the expectation of the world,    To frustrate prophecies, and to raze out    Rotten opinion, who hath writ me down    After my seeming. The tide of blood in me    Hath proudly flow'd in vanity till now.    Now doth it turn and ebb back to the sea,    Where it shall mingle with the state of floods,    And flow henceforth in formal majesty.    Now call we our high court of parliament;    And let us choose such limbs of noble counsel,    That the great body of our state may go    In equal rank with the best govern'd nation;    That war, or peace, or both at once, may be    As things acquainted and familiar to us;    In which you, father, shall have foremost hand.    Our coronation done, we will accite,    As I before rememb'red, all our state;    And – God consigning to my good intents-    No prince nor peer shall have just cause to say,    God shorten Harry's happy life one day. Exeunt

SCENE III. Gloucestershire. SHALLOW'S orchard

Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, BARDOLPH, the PAGE, and DAVY

  SHALLOW. Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbour, we    will eat a last year's pippin of mine own graffing, with adish    of caraways, and so forth. Come, cousin Silence. And then tobed.  FALSTAFF. Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and rich.  SHALLOW. Barren, barren, barren; beggars all, beggars all, SirJohn    -marry, good air. Spread, Davy, spread, Davy; well said,Davy.  FALSTAFF. This Davy serves you for good uses; he is your    serving-man and your husband.  SHALLOW. A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, Sir    John. By the mass, I have drunk too much sack at supper. Agood    varlet. Now sit down, now sit down; come, cousin.  SILENCE. Ah, sirrah! quoth-a – we shall [Singing]              Do nothing but eat and make good cheer,              And praise God for the merry year;              When flesh is cheap and females dear,              And lusty lads roam here and there,                  So merrily,                And ever among so merrily.  FALSTAFF. There's a merry heart! Good Master Silence, I'll giveyou    a health for that anon.  SHALLOW. Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.  DAVY. Sweet sir, sit; I'll be with you anon; most sweet sir,sit.    Master Page, good Master Page, sit. Proface! What you want in    meat, we'll have in drink. But you must bear; the heart'sall. Exit  SHALLOW. Be merry, Master Bardolph; and, my little soldierthere,    be merry.  SILENCE. [Singing]         Be merry, be merry, my wife has all;         For women are shrews, both short and tall;         'Tis merry in hall when beards wag an;           And welcome merry Shrove-tide.         Be merry, be merry.  FALSTAFF. I did not think Master Silence had been a man of this    mettle.  SILENCE. Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere now.

Re-enter DAVY

  DAVY. [To BARDOLPH] There's a dish of leather-coats for you.  SHALLOW. Davy!  DAVY. Your worship! I'll be with you straight. [To BARDOLPH]    A cup of wine, sir?  SILENCE. [Singing]         A cup of wine that's brisk and fine,         And drink unto the leman mine;           And a merry heart lives long-a.  FALSTAFF. Well said, Master Silence.  SILENCE. An we shall be merry, now comes in the sweet o' th'night.  FALSTAFF. Health and long life to you, Master Silence!  SILENCE. [Singing]         Fill the cup, and let it come,         I'll pledge you a mile to th' bottom.  SHALLOW. Honest Bardolph, welcome; if thou want'st anything and    wilt not call, beshrew thy heart. Welcome, my little tinythief    and welcome indeed too. I'll drink to Master Bardolph, and toall    the cabileros about London.  DAVY. I hope to see London once ere I die.  BARDOLPH. An I might see you there, Davy!  SHALLOW. By the mass, you'll crack a quart together – ha! willyou    not, Master Bardolph?  BARDOLPH. Yea, sir, in a pottle-pot.  SHALLOW. By God's liggens, I thank thee. The knave will stickby    thee, I can assure thee that. 'A will not out, 'a; 'tis true    bred.  BARDOLPH. And I'll stick by him, sir.  SHALLOW. Why, there spoke a king. Lack nothing; be merry.    [One knocks at door] Look who's at door there, ho! Whoknocks?

Exit DAVY

  FALSTAFF. [To SILENCE, who has drunk a bumper] Why, now youhave    done me right.  SILENCE. [Singing]         Do me right,         And dub me knight.           Samingo.    Is't not so?  FALSTAFF. 'Tis so.  SILENCE. Is't so? Why then, say an old man can do somewhat.

Re-enter DAVY

  DAVY. An't please your worship, there's one Pistol come fromthe    court with news.  FALSTAFF. From the court? Let him come in.

Enter PISTOL

    How now, Pistol?  PISTOL. Sir John, God save you!  FALSTAFF. What wind blew you hither, Pistol?  PISTOL. Not the ill wind which blows no man to good. Sweetknight,    thou art now one of the greatest men in this realm.  SILENCE. By'r lady, I think 'a be, but goodman Puff of Barson.  PISTOL. Puff!    Puff in thy teeth, most recreant coward base!    Sir John, I am thy Pistol and thy friend,    And helter-skelter have I rode to thee;    And tidings do I bring, and lucky joys,    And golden times, and happy news of price.  FALSTAFF. I pray thee now, deliver them like a man of thisworld.  PISTOL. A foutra for the world and worldlings base!    I speak of Africa and golden joys.  FALSTAFF. O base Assyrian knight, what is thy news?    Let King Cophetua know the truth thereof.  SILENCE. [Singing] And Robin Hood, Scarlet, and John.  PISTOL. Shall dunghill curs confront the Helicons?    And shall good news be baffled?    Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Furies' lap.  SHALLOW. Honest gentleman, I know not your breeding.  PISTOL. Why, then, lament therefore.  SHALLOW. Give me pardon, sir. If, sir, you come with news fromthe    court, I take it there's but two ways – either to utter themor    conceal them. I am, sir, under the King, in some authority.  PISTOL. Under which king, Bezonian? Speak, or die.  SHALLOW. Under King Harry.  PISTOL. Harry the Fourth – or Fifth?  SHALLOW. Harry the Fourth.  PISTOL. A foutra for thine office!    Sir John, thy tender lambkin now is King;    Harry the Fifth's the man. I speak the truth.    When Pistol lies, do this; and fig me, like    The bragging Spaniard.  FALSTAFF. What, is the old king dead?  PISTOL. As nail in door. The things I speak are just.  FALSTAFF. Away, Bardolph! saddle my horse. Master RobertShallow,    choose what office thou wilt in the land, 'tis thine. Pistol,I    will double-charge thee with dignities.  BARDOLPH. O joyful day!    I would not take a knighthood for my fortune.  PISTOL. What, I do bring good news?  FALSTAFF. Carry Master Silence to bed. Master Shallow, my Lord    Shallow, be what thou wilt – I am Fortune's steward. Get onthy    boots; we'll ride all night. O sweet Pistol! Away, Bardolph!    [Exit BARDOLPH] Come, Pistol, utter more to me; and withal    devise something to do thyself good. Boot, boot, MasterShallow!    I know the young King is sick for me. Let us take any man's    horses: the laws of England are at my commandment. Blessedare    they that have been my friends; and woe to my Lord ChiefJustice!  PISTOL. Let vultures vile seize on his lungs also!    'Where is the life that late I led?' say they.    Why, here it is; welcome these pleasant days! Exeunt

SCENE IV. London. A street

Enter BEADLES, dragging in HOSTESS QUICKLY and DOLL TEARSHEET

  HOSTESS. No, thou arrant knave; I would to God that I mightdie,    that I might have thee hang'd. Thou hast drawn my shoulderout of    joint.  FIRST BEADLE. The constables have delivered her over to me; andshe    shall have whipping-cheer enough, I warrant her. There hathbeen    a man or two lately kill'd about her.  DOLL. Nut-hook, nut-hook, you lie. Come on; I'll tell theewhat,    thou damn'd tripe-visag'd rascal, an the child I now go withdo    miscarry, thou wert better thou hadst struck thy mother, thou    paper-fac'd villain.  HOSTESS. O the Lord, that Sir John were come! He would makethis a    bloody day to somebody. But I pray God the fruit of her womb    miscarry!  FIRST BEADLE. If it do, you shall have a dozen of cushionsagain;    you have but eleven now. Come, I charge you both go with me;for    the man is dead that you and Pistol beat amongst you.  DOLL. I'll tell you what, you thin man in a censer, I will haveyou    as soundly swing'd for this – you blue-bottle rogue, youfilthy    famish'd correctioner, if you be not swing'd, I'll forswear    half-kirtles.  FIRST BEADLE. Come, come, you she knight-errant, come.  HOSTESS. O God, that right should thus overcome might!    Well, of sufferance comes ease.  DOLL. Come, you rogue, come; bring me to a justice.  HOSTESS. Ay, come, you starv'd bloodhound.  DOLL. Goodman death, goodman bones!  HOSTESS. Thou atomy, thou!  DOLL. Come, you thin thing! come, you rascal!  FIRST BEADLE. Very well. Exeunt

SCENE V. Westminster. Near the Abbey

Enter GROOMS, strewing rushes

  FIRST GROOM. More rushes, more rushes!  SECOND GROOM. The trumpets have sounded twice.  THIRD GROOM. 'Twill be two o'clock ere they come from the    coronation. Dispatch, dispatch. ExeuntTrumpets sound, and the KING and his train pass over the stage. After them enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, PISTOL, BARDOLPH, and page  FALSTAFF. Stand here by me, Master Robert Shallow; I will makethe    King do you grace. I will leer upon him, as 'a comes by; anddo    but mark the countenance that he will give me.  PISTOL. God bless thy lungs, good knight!  FALSTAFF. Come here, Pistol; stand behind me. [To SHALLOW] O,if    I had had to have made new liveries, I would have bestowedthe    thousand pound I borrowed of you. But 'tis no matter; thispoor    show doth better; this doth infer the zeal I had to see him.  SHALLOW. It doth so.  FALSTAFF. It shows my earnestness of affection-  SHALLOW. It doth so.  FALSTAFF. My devotion —  SHALLOW. It doth, it doth, it doth.  FALSTAFF. As it were, to ride day and night; and not todeliberate,    not to remember, not to have patience to shift me —  SHALLOW. It is best, certain.  FALSTAFF. But to stand stained with travel, and sweating with    desire to see him; thinking of nothing else, putting allaffairs    else in oblivion, as if there were nothing else to be donebut to    see him.  PISTOL. 'Tis 'semper idem' for 'obsque hoc nihil est.' 'Tis allin    every part.  SHALLOW. 'Tis so, indeed.  PISTOL. My knight, I will inflame thy noble liver    And make thee rage.    Thy Doll, and Helen of thy noble thoughts,    Is in base durance and contagious prison;    Hal'd thither    By most mechanical and dirty hand.    Rouse up revenge from ebon den with fell Alecto's snake,    For Doll is in. Pistol speaks nought but truth.  FALSTAFF. I will deliver her.                         [Shouts, within, and the trumpets sound]  PISTOL. There roar'd the sea, and trumpet-clangor sounds.Enter the KING and his train, the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE among them  FALSTAFF. God save thy Grace, King Hal; my royal Hal!  PISTOL. The heavens thee guard and keep, most royal imp offame!  FALSTAFF. God save thee, my sweet boy!  KING. My Lord Chief Justice, speak to that vain man.  CHIEF JUSTICE. Have you your wits? Know you what 'tis youspeak?  FALSTAFF. My king! my Jove! I speak to thee, my heart!  KING. I know thee not, old man. Fall to thy prayers.    How ill white hairs become a fool and jester!    I have long dreamt of such a kind of man,    So surfeit-swell'd, so old, and so profane;    But being awak'd, I do despise my dream.    Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace;    Leave gormandizing; know the grave doth gape    For thee thrice wider than for other men —    Reply not to me with a fool-born jest;    Presume not that I am the thing I was,    For God doth know, so shall the world perceive,    That I have turn'd away my former self;    So will I those that kept me company.    When thou dost hear I am as I have been,    Approach me, and thou shalt be as thou wast,    The tutor and the feeder of my riots.    Till then I banish thee, on pain of death,    As I have done the rest of my misleaders,    Not to come near our person by ten mile.    For competence of life I will allow you,    That lack of means enforce you not to evils;    And, as we hear you do reform yourselves,    We will, according to your strengths and qualities,    Give you advancement. Be it your charge, my lord,    To see perform'd the tenour of our word.    Set on. Exeunt the KING and his train  FALSTAFF. Master Shallow, I owe you a thousand pounds.  SHALLOW. Yea, marry, Sir John; which I beseech you to let mehave    home with me.  FALSTAFF. That can hardly be, Master Shallow. Do not you grieveat    this; I shall be sent for in private to him. Look you, hemust    seem thus to the world. Fear not your advancements; I will bethe    man yet that shall make you great.  SHALLOW. I cannot perceive how, unless you give me yourdoublet,    and stuff me out with straw. I beseech you, good Sir John,let me    have five hundred of my thousand.  FALSTAFF. Sir, I will be as good as my word. This that youheard    was but a colour.  SHALLOW. A colour that I fear you will die in, Sir John.  FALSTAFF. Fear no colours; go with me to dinner. Come,Lieutenant    Pistol; come, Bardolph. I shall be sent for soon at night.Re-enter PRINCE JOHN, the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE, with officers  CHIEF JUSTICE. Go, carry Sir John Falstaff to the Fleet;    Take all his company along with him.  FALSTAFF. My lord, my lord —  CHIEF JUSTICE. I cannot now speak. I will hear you soon.    Take them away.  PISTOL. Si fortuna me tormenta, spero me contenta.           Exeunt all but PRINCE JOHN and the LORD CHIEF JUSTICE  PRINCE JOHN. I like this fair proceeding of the King's.    He hath intent his wonted followers    Shall all be very well provided for;    But all are banish'd till their conversations    Appear more wise and modest to the world.  CHIEF JUSTICE. And so they are.  PRINCE JOHN. The King hath call'd his parliament, my lord.  CHIEF JUSTICE. He hath.  PRINCE JOHN. I will lay odds that, ere this year expire,    We bear our civil swords and native fire    As far as France. I heard a bird so sing,    Whose music, to my thinking, pleas'd the King.    Come, will you hence? Exeunt